They agreed to release the cattle, sheep, horses, grain, and ironware from the space late tonight.

Lu Qiqi then made up an excuse to send An Yi out of the camp.

Then, without any pretense, she picked out a large, fat sheep from her spatial storage right in front of Song Yanqing.

"Meow!"

"Meow~"

The fat sheep was suddenly in a different environment. Just as it was about to nibble on some fresh grass, it discovered that its feet were on hard wooden planks.

Instead of getting any fresh grass, it bumped its mouth so hard that it made a sound unique to its species.

He even kicked the wooden board a couple of times to vent his dissatisfaction.

Lu Qiqi found it quite amusing to watch it kicking around, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Song Yanqing didn't interrupt her. He sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and watched as she conjured up a handful of grass out of thin air and threw it on the ground to feed the fat sheep.

The fat sheep on the grassland are very irritable; they can start running and knock people flying at the slightest provocation.

Lu Qiqi didn't want to suffer such a great ordeal. She fed the fat sheep, patted the grass clippings off her hands, and then turned around to walk towards Song Yanqing.

After she sat back down, she discussed the menu with Song Yanqing.

“The meat of free-range sheep on the grassland is firm, making it perfect for roasting a whole lamb.” Lu Qiqi turned her gaze from the lamb to Song Yanqing’s handsome face. “Shall we have An Yi and Nineteen Firemen roast a whole lamb outside the camp tonight?”

Song Yanqing was never picky about food, but his fascination with Lu Qiqi's cooking could be described as extreme.

Even after leading troops in battle for a year, he would often reminisce about the meals Lu Qiqi cooked with limited ingredients during their escape from famine.

Therefore, the look in his eyes as he looked at Lu Qiqi softened more and more. "Whatever you say."

Lu Qiqi's original intention was to borrow people from him, and she was naturally overjoyed to receive a satisfactory reply.

That afternoon, she directed Nineteen to prepare spices for marinating the fat sheep, while An Yi was responsible for setting up the fire to roast the fat sheep.

Lu Qiqi didn't waste the wool from the fat sheep; she had An Yi keep it and prepare to make it into winter clothes.

The border is bitterly cold, and the winter must be unbearably cold. With the fat sheep in this space, the soldiers stationed at the city gate this year should be able to endure it a little better.

After the sheep are plucked, they are laid flat on an iron rack and repeatedly rotated and roasted.

Seeing that An Yi and Shi Jiu were working together seamlessly, Lu Qiqi moved a small stool and sat outside the commander's tent, smelling the increasingly rich aroma of meat, looking forward to the roasted lamb leg she would be eating that evening.

Just thinking about it makes my mouth water.

"Where are the sheep? Where are the sheep?"

"It smells so good!"

"Liquor! Did you bring the liquor?"

Before you see him, you hear his voice.

From a distance, Lu Qiqi, sitting on a small stool, could hear Doctor Luo's impassioned voice.

She stood up and saw four people walking towards her from a distance.

The first to be affected was naturally the old drunkard, Doctor Luo.

Following closely behind was Doctor Huang, who was much younger than Doctor Luo, but he had to jog to keep up with Doctor Luo's pace.

Following behind were Physician Ren and his son. The two of them looked exactly alike as they walked together.

All four were brought by Lu Qiqi, and their common goal was the lamb on the grill.

Imperial Physician Ren, Ren Yuan, and Doctor Huang greeted Lu Qiqi one by one.

Doctor Luo was different; in his eyes, Lu Qiqi at this moment was far less tempting than the roasted mutton in front of him.

He strode to the fire stand, smelled the incense, and squatted down to watch.

"Wine, bring me wine quickly!"

As soon as Dr. Luo said that, Dr. Huang hurriedly handed him the wine bottle.

Doctor Luo was a strange person; not only was he eccentric, but he also did things that were always baffling.

He took the bottle and gulped down a large mouthful, then leaned close to the roasting lamb over the fire and took a deep breath.

Then he took another sip of wine.

And so, they enjoyed the aroma while drinking, sipping one sip after another.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh at his appearance.

Considering Doctor Luo's age, it was truly inappropriate to laugh loudly. Everyone present was well-mannered and would certainly not do such a thing.

Therefore, Ren Yuan, who has a low threshold for laughter, wanted to laugh but dared not, and his face turned red from holding it in.

Lu Qiqi was stunned for a moment by Doctor Luo's miraculous operation, but she quickly recovered and stepped forward.

When she came up behind Dr. Luo, her eyes crinkling with laughter, she said, "Dr. Luo, you can't drink this wine now! If you fill your stomach with wine, how can you eat meat?"

“That’s right,” Nineteen couldn’t help but agree with Lu Qiqi.

His voice was extremely soft, as if he were muttering to himself, and no one present could hear him.

Dr. Luo always ignored Lu Qiqi's teasing.

He didn't care at all about her joke.

This time, however, Dr. Luo acted out of character and handed the wine bottle back to Dr. Huang, just like a child who was afraid he wouldn't be able to eat the delicious food in front of him.

This action brought laughter to everyone, with Ren Yuan being the first to burst into laughter.

Then bursts of laughter came from behind, and even Doctor Luo himself couldn't help but laugh.

The sizzling roasted lamb, after two hours of roasting, becomes crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

Lu Qiqi saw that the whole roasted lamb was ready to be served.

Then An Yi and Shi Jiu set up simple tables and chairs outside the commander's tent for everyone to dine outdoors.

A whole roasted lamb, served on separate plates.

Nineteen took the lead in cutting off two lamb legs and platters them for Song Yanqing and Lu Qiqi respectively.

Lu Qiqi had been looking forward to this moment for a long time. She rubbed her little hands together, her eyes fixed on the plate that Shijiu brought out.

The most prized parts of a whole roasted lamb are its four legs, one for each of Lu Qiqi and Song Yanqing.

Previously, Shijiu wanted to cut off the leg of lamb, but Lu Qiqi stopped her because she believed that the leg of lamb was most delicious when eaten by oneself.

The whole roasted lamb is marinated for two hours using Lu Qiqi's exclusive recipe and then roasted over pure charcoal. It's hard to imagine it not being delicious.

The aroma of the mutton was irresistible. After taking a small bite, Lu Qiqi began to devour it with gusto.

They didn't care that their mouths were covered in oil.

"It's so delicious!"

"Yes, it's absolutely delicious! This roast lamb is simply superb!"

Everyone praised Lu Qiqi's recipe.

Of course, no one forgot about Dark One and Nineteen, who had been busy for half a day.

So the three of them became a little smug amidst everyone's praise.

When you're enjoying a hearty meal of meat, fine wine is a must.

Under Dr. Luo's guidance, even the youngest student, Nineteen, drank two cups.

Faced with fine wine, Lu Qiqi was not about to refuse; she was well aware of her limited alcohol tolerance.

Besides, it was late at night, and she and Song Yanqing had important business to attend to. Drinking too much alcohol would only lead to trouble, so it was better not to touch it at all.

Night had fallen, and the sky was dotted with stars.

Having eaten and drunk their fill, everyone knew they all had things to do the next day, so they didn't linger and returned to their camps.

Until three in the morning.

A man and a woman, dressed in tight-fitting clothes, rode out of the military camp on large horses.